Broken Heart Cliché - Unter Null

Who the hell do you think you are

Telling me how to live my life

You were

Never so involved, never so distressed

By the choices that I’ve made

And my

Questioning the rest

You point the finger, you cast the first stone

Get up on your cross, and leave me to my own

You are known as a liar

And more known as a traitor

One who is a user

A self-serving abuser

Who can’t go through the day without finding some loser

Who will suck up to you and your thoughts and your views

You twist and distort and mangle the truth

You point the finger, you cast the first stone

Get up on your cross, you fucking martyr

And leave me to my own

Who the hell did i think i was

Letting myself get in so deep

Letting you take my strength and wasting it away

Letting myself become a broken heart cliche

What the hell has happened to me

I’ve lost my being my identity

Living your life like my own disappeared

And everything is twisting

Reality is missing

This is the very thing that i feared

And everything is twisting

Reality is missing

This is the very thing that i feared

Who the hell did i think i was

Letting myself get in so deep

Letting you take my strength and wasting it away

Letting myself become a broken heart cliche

What the hell has happened to me

I’ve lost my being my identity

Living your life like my own disappeared

And everything is twisting

Reality is missing

This is the very thing that i feared